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A Poets Prayer




                        ~ Dearest Lord~


Bring your divine presence to our confused world, 
in arrogance, lost! 


Caring no longer for you, we, in dire straights
of human desparation.


We see ourselves as poetic gods, our souls covered, 
with conceited frost.


Our hearts turn away from you, mired in the depths 
of self-adoration!

          
                         3/31/2023


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Eagle Avatar
April 2, 2023 at 2:24 PM
So well said and a heartfelt poem. A pleasure to read.
Romios Avatar
April 2, 2023 at 2:29 PM
Good day Elena! Thank you for the visit and sharing your experience.. Huggs, panagiota XX
Ricci Avatar
April 2, 2023 at 5:56 AM
Good Morning Pangie. Wow. This is heart felt and so very soft and lovely. A Poet's Prayer indeed. May the prayer always include the written word for good and betterment. Thank you for sharing your poetic talent and prayer with us all. Have a beautiful day. Blessings now and always. (smile)
Romios Avatar
April 2, 2023 at 8:34 AM
Lisa, Hello! You bring up a great point. Having the Higher Power with us as we write.I really have no inftention of being a hit on these pages. That’s an empty space filled with temporal, fleeting applause and friends. Such has been my experience. Keep writing as welll as you do! Blessings from California, Pangie
Wolf Avatar
April 1, 2023 at 7:27 PM
I think that I have never seen // a poet as lovely as me on the screen. ~ Igo R.
Romios Avatar
April 2, 2023 at 8:37 AM
What a great attitude! Reiterating from stage and screen, Pangie
Fowler Avatar
April 1, 2023 at 12:49 PM
You bring heavy thoughts out with this write Pangie. Our current system of me, me, me. Nicely penned. :)
Romios Avatar
April 1, 2023 at 1:32 PM
Yes, Linda . I am fed up with “ mirror, mirror, on the the wall. look at me, the most pompous of all- types.” They have a disease called narcissism or a bad case of bragadocia. Yikes. Why not applaud another poet! They can’t~ falling off the stage of egotism Slightly, deranged….no 10 books of published poetry, nor even in a poetry journal….just blind to their own insignificance and nothingness. Yucko! Pangie
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April 1, 2023 at 9:50 AM
Many will be purified, made spotless and refined, but the wicked will continue to be wicked. None of the wicked will understand, but those who are wise will understand. Daniel 12:10 NIV Your poem says alot of truth my friend but many are in blindness of this world sadly, we need the spirit from Christ promised within to be snatched away from worldly views that He might reveal His divine spirit and truth unto one that seeks, free will to all sadly many choose darkness
Romios Avatar
April 1, 2023 at 10:34 AM
I realized my poem had depth and would be by passed. Selfishness, admiring one’s work that is meaningless, spitually speaking, shows a reflection of a godless universe. For me, an empty world! Poets are not gods. How about praying to God, not adoring a muse? God gets zero credit. Thank you Panagiota
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